"Wherever I walk, blood and bodies follow in my wake. Wherever I speak, my lungs burn people at the stake. They're drawn to me, like moths to a flame. It makes me crazy, it drives me insane."
What do you think?
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I think it's someone that never has a lasting friendship or anything and destroys everything and hurts everything that's drawn to it and it drives the person crazy because they have good intentions but always ends up causing nothing but damage [spoiler] I think that's what it's about. But then again that's how I feel about myself so maybe I'm thinking too much about me and not enough about the poem[/spoiler]